Canticle - Courtin' in the Kitchen

Lyrics:

Come single belle and beau, unto me pay attention
Don't ever fall in love, for 'tis the devil's own invention
For once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitchin'
Miss Henrietta Bell out in Captain Kelly's kitchen

Toora loora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora-loora laddie

At the age of seventeen I was 'prenticed to a grocer
Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss Henri' used to go sir
Her manners were sublime, she set me heart a-twitchin'
When she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen

Toora loora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora-loora laddie

With me arms around her waist, she slyly hinted marriage
To the door in dreadful haste came Captain Kelly's carriage
Her eyes were full of hate and poison she was spittin'
When the Captain at the door, walked straight into the kitchen

Toora loora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora-loora laddie

I said she did invite me, but she gave a flat denial
For assault she did indict me, and I was sent for trial
She swore I robbed the house and in spite of all her schreechin'
And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen

Toora loora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora-loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora lo la la laddie

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